This week was an interesting week, to say the very least. It started off horribly - like, I can't even begin to put into words how absolutely devastated I was only a week ago today. My continued apologies on choosing to be vague about this so called "situation" I experienced this past week, but unfortunately I just can't find it in me to share it; especially now that it's essentially over and done with, and has only resulted in positive outcomes. The lessons learned have given me great hope in regards to many aspects of my future, not the least of which being my desire to continue improving myself and become the best me I possibly can be. At the end of the day, as horrible as it was, it was a much needed event to inspire the changes I need to make in myself. Beyond that, I'm choosing to remain silent.
BUT - moving on. With the start of the week, I had very little hope in my ability to make it through, not just emotionally - but weight-loss-wise. Knowing I'd be spending the majority of my week in Michigan, a place where I always seem to rediscover the urge to eat whatever I want, I knew I really had to focus and hold myself accountable for every single thing I put in my mouth. My diligence paid off, and lead me to winning the third round of my DietBet ... and it also lead me to this:
BUT - moving on. With the start of the week, I had very little hope in my ability to make it through, not just emotionally - but weight-loss-wise. Knowing I'd be spending the majority of my week in Michigan, a place where I always seem to rediscover the urge to eat whatever I want, I knew I really had to focus and hold myself accountable for every single thing I put in my mouth. My diligence paid off, and lead me to winning the third round of my DietBet ... and it also lead me to this:
WOO! DOWN 2.6 POUNDS! I'm crazy, CRAZY proud of myself for that number. Coming off a lower loss last week I knew I was in for a larger number today, but because of being unexpected uprooted, forcing me to abandon my workouts and sacrifice my normal eating routine, I still had my doubts. I'm so damn happy I stuck it out and forced myself to make good choices. It definitely, DEFINITELY paid off.
The crazy thing about it is that I didn't even feel the desire to cheat. Well, that's not entirely true. On Friday when my girlfriends and I took a quick trip to McDonald's for dessert, I did somewhat consider ordering a hot fudge sundae - but I quickly remembered myself and snapped out of it in time to choose a yogurt parfait instead. That situation, and the bulk of my entire trip, really showed me that I've made some pretty miraculous changes. This journey, more so than any other I've been on, seems to be really, REALLY teaching me lessons - and in a positive way. Before, I would have a binge night, and I'd feel so guilty that I would be SO SO good for weeks after, only to buckle under the pressure and cheat again. This time, it's simple: eat 1600 calories a day. No magic powders or pills, no crazy regimen. Just eat 1600 calories a day. Period. Now, if I work out and have extra calories from what I burned, then I can eat a little extra. Sometimes I take advantage of that, and sometimes I don't. But if I don't work out, guess what? I eat 1600 calories. And it's working. Who'd have thought!?
I'm feeling really good going into this week. I feel strong and confident. I know I had a big loss today so I'm not expecting another, but I know I'll lose something - and that's all that matters!